That Day When I Got Married to My Boss at the Blind Date

The swimsuit was placed in front of Heather. She didn’t move, seemingly a bit nervous, as she looked up at Dexter.

He seemed puzzled because what Josie had just said did make some sense.

“The swimsuit is quite revealing,” she said.

Dexter only took a glance and said, “It’s a matter of a few minutes. Change it once you’re done swimming”

There was no pity for her in his words.

“Does Ms. Olsen still have reservations?” Eugene, who was in high spirits, gradually became less enthusiastic, seemingly reproaching her for being overly concerned.

“No.”

Feeling a bit disappointed that Dexter didn’t stand up for her, Heather picked up her swimsuit and got up to change.

In the midst of waiting, Josie maintained a calm exterior, yet her palms were sweating with anxiety. She didn’t even know what she was worried about. To be precise, it was more like anticipation…

a glass of orange juice. “Have a sip, it

furrowed her brows, taking it over after a

the women in the pool and suddenly said,

befuddled by her

partners, Morgan, you’re quite something,” Josie said, a teasing smile on her face as she stared intently at

only surprised for a moment before quickly returning to his usual self. “Have you been

laid her cards on the table. “I’ve been there, and I even saw

thought the person that day looked so much like you. You didn’t go

loud nor soft. Josie, afraid that Dexter might overhear, changed the

out. Morgan watched her as she

has so many businesses. Is it strange for me to invest in

just so happened to be La Oriele, which inevitably made Josie suspicious. She nodded. “Anyway, I have

up to Dexter. “Dex, does this look okay?”

glanced at her and said, “Pretty

that everything is in order, let’s get started,” said Eugene, finally regaining his enthusiasm. Josie was standing too far

bank. Heather wasn’t very good at swimming and was slow. By the time